This is a happening of
long ago and
not so far away...
Yeah, uh huh
That's what happens
when you try to win
Love on the wheel
and bet your heart
yes, bet your heart
on a spin
Here's how it happened
i'm going to confide
How I walked in the bar
with Willy by my side
Had a look around
and I shook the dust
from my eyes
A comely young woman I did spy
There she sat at a café table
blonde and blue eyed
in a green satin dress
and she smiled at me
as my face turned tomato red
and I wished
that I was somewhere else
Yes, better off dead
I tried to find
a subtle place to hide
as I walked in the door
with Willy by my side
She was drop dead beautiful
I had to admit
I was so nervous
I stood in the bar's door jamb
rather than sit
Just then I remembered what Morty Moscowitz,
the seer of Santa Monica, had said
"In Stockholm
a jewel of a blonde
will come up to you
press her cheek to yours
it's creamy smooth
and within three weeks
you'll be sailing together
steaming south
on an Adriatic cruise"
And that's what happens
when you try to win
Love on the wheel
and bet your heart
yes
bet your heart
on a spin
To learn and un-learn
like a pagan in heat
what started out
as love at first sight
ended in my utter
crest fallen
defeat
She was freshly divorced
as I learned
in due course
guess I forgot
that rebound relationships
are often doomed to fail
and end in remorse
Yes that's what happened
it was like clockwork
all I've got left is
some memories and photography
this song to sing
and some creased up cartography
So for all you young lads
out there
this should serve as
a cautionary tale
That's how it happened
I have to confide
As I walked in the bar
Yes I walked in the bar
with Willy by my side
But in truth
I'd do it all again
because anything could happen
when you try to win
Love on the wheel
and bet your heart,
bet your heart, on a spin
the apache kid